꧁𝕀𝕄ℙ𝔼ℝ𝔽𝔼ℂ𝕋꧂

ˢᴵᴸᴱᴺᶜᴱ

After walking for what felt like forever, Bob finally arrived back at his home. Bob's house is small, cluttered and unorganized but he likes his house, although he doesn't have a bed- he makes do with what he has. He Kicked off his shoes and put on his favorite pair of fuzzy bunny slippers and slouched onto his couch. With a sigh, He closed his eyes and dozed off to sleep although he doesn't dream often. He usually just sits in the infinite black void of silence in his head unti- BAM BAM BAM –Bob is awoken by someone pounding on his door. He groans as he checks the time 7:45am?! What did they want from him at- BAM BAM BAM -"Jeeze! I'm coming!" Bob mumbles as he scrambles to find his shoes- BAM BAM BAM -" I SAID IM COMING!" Bob now shouts as he gives up and puts on his slippers instead.

To his Suprise, He is face-to-face with the mayor of Rokitha. He is tall, and Important looking "Can I help you?" Shocked, Bob questions him,

the mayor is holding a clipboard "This is BOB, right?" the mayor asks, squinting his eyes as he looks down. "Nice... Slippers... by the way."

"Thanks, and yes I am Bob, but what are you-" Before Bob can finish, the mayor interrupts him "Come with me." He said abruptly, well, Bob can't say no to the mayor so Bob follows, as they walk, he can see more Golems. Just as confused as he is. But one of them stands out in particular. Ronan. There he is, standing there, shouting at the mayor as they pass.

"I DEMAND to know WHAT is going ON HERE!" Ronan shouts at the mayor as they pass by. Bob tries not to burst into laughter, but finally he and the mayor arrive with a small group of other golems.

"Stand here" The Mayor says, "I will speak in a moment." Chatter erupts in the crowd of golems, All equally confused. "Hush everybody! HUSH!" A voice erupts from the center of the crowd. Bob squeezes through the flood of golems to watch.

"You may be wondering why you are all gathered here." The mayor began as Everyone murmured in agreement. "There will be some special visitors arriving tomorrow, you may all know them as; The Correctors." Everyone gasped. The correctors are a very awful group of people who come and destroy villages; like Rokitha.

"THE CORRECTORS?!" Someone shrieks from the crowd, and everyone erupts into whispers once again.

"QUIET DOWN!!" The mayor shouted, loud enough to shake the earth; and everyone went silent.

Dead.

Silent.